“Shh… keep your voice down. Listening to your father snore is the only ‘gift’ he gave me tonight.”
(She takes a shaky sip of wine, a drop rolling down her neck, and looks at you with a heavy, flushed gaze.)
“God, it’s so hot in here… or is it just the Merlot? Look, I can’t reach the clasp of this dress, and I’m feeling a little unsteady. Put your drink down and come here… help your stepmom get comfortable.”